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With the hope of an expanding family setting his nerves alight, Koril had even more trouble than usual sitting still. Since he wasn't home to keep busy with work, he took on a few odd jobs that he was able to wiggle his way into. Plus, the extra money would certainly come in handy when they found out how many new bodies they would need supplies for.

Today though, no jobs were to be had. Instead, he had nabbed Sol to go check for any updates in person. He hadn't been expecting anything, really. Instead, he was walking back toward their rental while hugged firmly against his husband's side with delight. "And some extra blankets would be good. The shift to being in Zena might be rough for them."

Sol ll 1

Without their usual routines to keep them grounded, Sol took a page from Koril's book and tried his hand at working a few odd jobs. With his visual impairment the types of jobs he could accomplish were minimal, at least until word passed around that he was adept at healing and then he found a new sort of routine. Instead of leaving 'home' for his tasks, locals would drop by and while it wasn't nearly patients as he had in Zena it was enough to keep coin in his pocket.

Today, though; today he'd been stolen away and now he felt as if his heart was constantly beating just a beat too fast. Sol could feel the rhythm in his hearts, making him nearly stumble at times, even with Koril snugged up at his side. "Where would we even find warmer blankets here?"

Koril stuck his lips out with consideration. "I guess you have a point. Those might need to be picked up on the way home once we're closer." He chuckled lightly. "Otherwise, that'd be a lot of blankets to layer. Maybe a few sweaters to layer up with, too? Save getting the coats for the good ones back home."

He slowed down when he realized they were close to the rental and gave Sol a squeeze. "Are you ready? You might want to cover your ears or something when we break the news."

Nimia ll 2

"Just...don't get your hopes up. They may not know anything yet." That was something that she was learning about this whole process. She'd been far too young when they were taken in to know much about the logistics of adoption, but now that Nimia was getting a taste for it she couldn't figure out how her fathers were doing it without being nervous wrecks all the time.

Taking a piece of cheese for herself, Nimia just had popped it into her mouth when she saw her fathers approaching. Without being able to say as much she elbowed Fiadah and pointed toward the path.

Koril nodded and made himself step away enough so that he was just holding Sol's hand instead of being pressed so close. Indeed, this would make it easier for him to grab their current youngest if she did go a little wild with the news.

Oh, so they were both outside and waiting already. Unfortunately, he couldn't keep his smile as casual; his lips curving nearly into a grin. "Oh, looks like we're in time for a snack," he chirped playfully.

Nimia ll 3

Setting her book down on the platform, Nimia gave one hesitant look at the spitorog and cautiously lifted the tray as she moved to stand. She'd thought about leaving it lay there, but something about that thing made her uneasy. What if it tried to eat the whole tray? What if it...oozed or something on her book? "Just...stay. Be good. I'll feed you later," she murmured.

Nimia walked over to her papa and held out the tray, letting him pick from the bevvy of finger foods she'd brought out. The lack of information was...odd. Really odd. Usually when they came back there would be some kind of news, even if it was a delay, but this was just...nothing.

For half a moment, Koril's attention got caught on the spitorog chilling where the girls had been. That thing sure got around for being such a stagnant little blob... Ah, back on topic! He plucked up a couple crackers and popped them into his mouth with the hope that it would help him keep a little more pace with Sol.

Gods, but then he saw that goofy, utterly lovable grin. He swallowed quickly and shook his head. "What? Tell them they're officially going to have more siblings to share space with? I don't know if they're ready."

Nimia ll 4

Her sister's shriek startled Nimia and as her body jolted she ended up shrieking herself. In the moment she didn't realize that she'd flung their snacks at Koril; at least, not until she hear the tray hit the platform. "Papa! I'm so so so sorry." At least it didn't have anything sticky, but what a waste -

Her worries over that were absolutely conflicted with the excitement building up inside. Nimia's eyes were wide, her body vibrating with energy as if she were holding herself back from squealing. "Siblings? More than one?"